MY SICK BRAIN.

Voor velen is zuurstof hetgeen dat de longen doet pompen, bij mij ligt het anders. Zuurstof is maar wat theorie. Zuurstof heeft geen emotie en geeft geen gevoel. Mijn longen blijven pompen door hoop. Hoop op een helderdere toekomst. Niet de donkere waar ik me nu in waan. Ik hou van deze momenten. Momenten die ik in mijn hart zal koesteren, in mijn aders, in mijn bloed. Want bloed is elementair maar verwaarloosbaar. Herinneringen houden je in leven.

PROM.

Okay, here are a few pictures of our proclamation and prom.

It was one hell of an evening.

(:

July First.

I should continue my blog in English. Because I have to keep on practicing somehow.

On monday I graduated officially. There was a ceremony and a reception. And of course there was the prom afterwards. I thought the ceremony was tedious because of the principal's talk. The speech Alina and I held went great. I hope to receive a vid of it as soon as possible. I'll upload some pictures later on.

So the last days of june were quite dull. But I really needed some dull days. Days where I can lay in bed 'til 11 o'clock. (I don't like sleeping longer than 11am because it makes me feel my day's almost over). Days where you watch tv for hours or just go for a walk in the hot afternoon. Tuesday-evening, I went sitting along the nete river. People can say what they want about my hometown Herentals, but I think it's just perfect. I like the little shops, the incredibly interesting people the numerous bars and cafés, and more.

My sister invited me for a late-night drink yesterday. We sat in the garden with some candles, red whine and crisps. I arrived there at 9.30pm and we talked 'til 1am. I seriously loved it. We should do this more often.

Thank you sister!